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“Nineteen,” Ilya said at the same time Shane said, “Eighteen.” Ilya shot him a curious look. “We were nineteen the first time we—” “Oh,” Shane said. “I thought the question was the first time we felt, um, sparks.” His ears were bright red and Ilya wanted to bite them. “Yes,” Ilya said. His voice has gone soft, but he didn’t care. “Eighteen then. That’s right.”

most-precious-garbage

challahbeloved

Non-Jews discover the concept of shatnez in their own way?

transfemgabriellamontez

New Age Girlypop Talmudic Law wasn’t on my 2026 bingo card

And it’s only been one day

usersitcom

Abbott Elementary (2021-present) Birthday (S05E08)

homunculus-argument

"New Yorkers bite more people than sharks annually" is an excellent example of how statistics can be misleading. Like yeah no shit, do you have any idea how rare it is to even encounter a shark in the wild? They're not exactly urban animals. I'm pretty damn sure that if sharks were living in big cities like pigeons, just strolling down the streets looking for food scraps, you'd see a lot more news stories about New Yorkers biting them.

kneelbeforeyourdogbabylon

German trailer for The Thing (1982).

gobusto

gayeddies

buck: *says dumb thing* eddie: *agrees*

mysweetgelphie

dumb and dumber

1989tv

is swift ur god

have you ever heard don’t blame me live

girlwithouthands-deactivated201

“In Russian, Baba Yaga’s name is not capitalized. Indeed, it is not a name at all, but a description—“old lady yaga” or perhaps “scary old woman.” There is often more than one Baba Yaga in a story, and thus we should really say “a Baba Yaga,” “the Baba Yaga.” We do so in these tales when a story would otherwise be confusing. We have continued the western tradition of capitalizing Baba Yaga, since the words cannot be translated and have no other meaning in English (aside perhaps from the pleasant associations of a rum baba). There is no graceful way to put the name in the plural in English, and in Russian tales multiple iterations of Baba Yaga never appear at the same time, only in sequence: Baba Yaga sisters or cousins talk about one another, or send travelers along to one another, but they do not live together. The first-person pronoun “I” in Russian, ‘ia,’ is also uncapitalized. In some tales our witch is called only “Yaga.” A few tales refer to her as “Yagishna,” a patronymic form suggesting that she is Yaga’s daughter rather than Yaga herself. (That in turn suggests that Baba Yaga reproduces parthenogenetically, and some scholars agree that she does.) The lack of capitalization in every published Russian folktale also hints at Baba Yaga’s status as a type rather than an individual, a paradigmatic mean or frightening old woman. This description in place of a name, too, could suggest that it was once a euphemism for another name or term, too holy or frightening to be spoken, and therefore now long forgotten.”

— Sibelan Forrester, from her introduction to Baba Yaga: The Wild Witch of the East in Russian Fairy Tales

jabberwockypie

I feel like this suggests that - with much dedication and study - you, too, could go out into the woods and be a baba yaga.

roach-works

my long term retirement plans kinda hinge on it, yeah

niuniente

CAT by By 九米 / Zhaobangni (1631123)

readableporn

And when I say I lost my shit–and by all lost gods did I– I mean it.

adulthoodisokay

unmute unmute unmute

munkseel

for the love of EVERYTHING holy u GOTTA unmute

letslipthehounds

This was funny silent, but HILARIOUS with sound.

ruffboi-mags

[a cute animation of cats, set to the Galop Infernal from Orpheus in the Underworld, aka the can-can song]

mariacallous

luimnigh

Okay, here's my idea:

The British should put a time limit on the Monarchy.

Not like declaring a republic tomorrow, but deciding on a date in the future that ends the British Monarchy.

And there's a perfect date for it coming up!

October 14th, 2066.

A thousand years since the Battle of Hastings. A thousand years of this one specific bloodline ruling England.

Call time on the Monarchy after exactly one thousand years. Nice, and neat.

Even better: Charles isn't living 44 years. He'll be gone in about twenty. Now William? He's what, 40? Yeah, he can live another 44 years. His great grandmother was over a hundred, his granny was 96, William can make it to 84 barring accident or assassination.

So on October 14th 2066, William the Last steps down a thousand years after William the First won the crown.

Nice, neat, and fair. William gets the crown he's been waiting forty years for already, but ten-year-old George grows up without expectation of it.

Have a nice big abdication ceremony, even.